The Journey of Release After the Awakening of Shadow Fruit

Moria sighed, and fell obliquely from the sky, landing outside the simple gate of this small tribe.

"You... who are you?"

The patrolling soldiers, who were close to Moriah, saw him fall from the sky, and immediately surrounded him to inquire.

But they didn't dare to make a move, and they looked at Moria with some awe in their hearts.

People who descend from the sky are like gods in their hearts.

Whoa whoa…!

At the same time, the horn blew, and the other patrolling cavalry, seeing the situation here, first warned the tribe that the enemy was coming.

This is their instinct to survive in this cruel grassland.

Zizi...!

With a thought, Moriah directly manipulated the shadow into seven or eight shadow needles, instantly piercing through the fifteen cavalrymen and horses surrounding him.

He heard the cavalry's questions, but he could not understand them, nor did they come to answer them.

"It's the enemy, kill him!"

At this time, no one cares whether Moriah is a god or what.

Seeing that the cavalry around Moria were killed, other patrolling cavalry took the lead in galloping towards Moria.

"Anyone who rushes over will be killed!"

Moria sent the idea to the shadow, letting the shadow independently control the shadow needle to kill all the people and horses rushing.

If you don't rush, just leave it alone for now.

He himself immediately manipulated the shadow to transform horses and people into shadow servants.

Shhhhh...!

Puff puff...!

The shadow autonomously controls five finger-thick shadow needles, and shuttles between the cavalry rushing towards Moria.

Bump...!

These people and horses fell down one after another like dumplings.

Not to mention the hardness of the shadow needle, even the armor worn by these Huns can't stop the sharpness of the shadow needle at all.

It was easily killed through.

"There are enemies!!"

"There are enemies!!"

More people woke up from their sleep, and then immediately picked up the saber placed by the bed, rushed out of the tent after simply dressing, ran to the stables, and rode on the big horses.

Soon, a cavalry team of more than [-] people gathered in front of the central tent.

The whole time did not exceed two minutes, which shows their daily discipline.

But this is also why Moria did not rush to do it, and deliberately waited for them to gather.

"rush!"

"The enemy is there!"

Riding a tall horse, a man standing in front of the team watched the 36 dark shadow cavalry roaring, and led the troops to rush over.

Moria came to the shadow cavalry, looked at the cavalry rushing, and with a thought, the shadow condensed into an eight-meter-diameter shadow sphere at a height of [-] meters above his head.

"what is that??"

"Kill this devil!"

For some reason, looking at the shadow sphere above Moria's head, the tribal leader felt a throbbing in his heart.

But his loyalty to the tribe allowed him to dispel the fear in his heart, and rushed towards Moria with the tribe's cavalry.

Just kill this man, whatever he is, and it will all be over.

suddenly…

Shhhhh...!

Just when the cavalry team rushed to a distance of [-] meters from Moria, the huge shadow sphere suddenly shot out countless finger-thick shadow needles from the surface, spilling out like a shower of rain.

"what…!"

"what…!"

In an instant, more than [-] cavalry including the tribal leader were all killed, and no one died before they could speak a word.

The whole tribe fell silent for a moment.

The old people, children and women in the tribe all came out at this time.

They all looked at Moria who stood in front of countless corpses in horror.

When they saw Moria alone, they thought that Moria would soon die under the tribe's iron ride.